Saturday, October 09, 2010


This is the big exit to claim my good fortune.
It's through a place called home
where there is one line drawn
by the whores hustle and the hustlers whore.
This mess we're in was about you.
Said something like kamikaze or maybe this is love.
Keep seeing horses in my dreams
but I know that we float on this wicked tongue of mine.

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